Nova
My body aches as I work at my desk fulfilling orders for Master. I only gave birth a few days ago and should be resting, but he demands that I work. My heart is broken from missing my baby. I swear I hear her crying at night, but I cannot get to her. Leto has grown quiet as I cry alone on my bed of rags.
“Are you almost done?” Frog snarls as he pops his ugly face into the room.
I say nothing to him as I conjure the potion that they need.
“Hey!” He hisses and grabs my hair, digging his claws into my scalp. “I asked you a question.”
I spat in his face, “I’m working.”
He lets me go, “Wicked slut.”
I hear the baby crying again, “I want to see my baby,” I sniffle.
“There is no baby here,” Frog snorts.
“Then what is that cry I am hearing?” I turn to him.
“None of your business,”
